- tension and equilibrium . . . harmony and conflict . . . attraction and repulsion . . .
I wonder often at our capacity to occupy each state as it comes and, sometimes, all of them concurrently (and there are so many more than the several here named; neither are they dichotomous).
How do you do it? I don't know where I'd be if I didn't have a garden to dig in and a studio as part of my home space; these are two places I can both enter and exit these different states of being. I get the sense I'm not the only one feeling oddly at the moment, as though I've woken to a landscape called Strange. I'm not sure what to make of it all. One day soon, I'll be back to making paper boats. . . I need to create several hundred (maybe even a thousand) for a film/object installation that's happening at the end of next month. I'll be using the paper proofs from my poetry book to do make the vessels - recycling, you know!
Let's see if together we can coax November into offering herself up as a gentle, meditative month.